Wen Ling also opened his mouth wide, looking at the sign in shock and then at Qin Yin.
"Orphan..." Qin Yin murmured silently, "It turns out that the fool is really an orphan. He actually grew up in an orphanage. My God, he is so special."
Is this the point?
Entering from the gate, there is a fairly spacious square. There are many areas for children to play in the square. The residential area is at the deepest part of the compound. Before the two of them could recover from their shock, they heard a creak, and the door of the house opened.
It's open.
The two subconsciously hid on both sides of the gate, then realized what they were doing, smiled at each other, and walked back, heading directly towards the three rows of brick houses deep in the compound.
The opened door came from the middle house. The person who opened the door hadn't come out yet, so Qin Yin and Wen Ling walked over together.
Within a few seconds, a middle-aged woman walked out of the door. The woman held a bunch of keys in her hand. She wrapped herself in a thick coat, turned and shouted into the room, "I'm going to check on the children. You
Clear the dishes!"
A male's muffled voice of agreement came from the room.
After hearing this, the woman closed the door, took the key and walked towards the house on the right.
The house on the right had three windows on the front, all with lights on inside. The woman came to the door, opened the door and walked in.
"Follow her quickly."
Qin Yin gave an order and the two of them squeezed in.
The first thing you see when you enter is a narrow entrance hall with red foot mats spread on the ground and many pairs of shoes placed around the foot mats.
The woman stamped her feet on the mat, then turned to look at the door suspiciously, as if wondering why the door closed so slowly today.
After exiting the entrance, there was a long and narrow corridor leading to both sides. There were closed room doors on both sides of the corridor. The two followed the woman to the room at the end on the right. The woman knocked on the door. After a few seconds, the door clicked.
It's open.
There was a little boy standing in the door. The boy looked to be less than five years old. He looked up at the woman with a smile on his face.
"Aunt Ping!" The little boy reached out and grabbed the woman's sleeve, his voice was clear and sweet, "I've finished my homework, come and take a look!"
"Tsk, tsk, how old is this child? He has to do homework." Qin Yin followed the woman into the boy's room very naturally. "Do children in preschool have to start doing homework now? I was...
…Forget it, I’ve never written it anyway.”
This room is about twenty to thirty square meters. There are two bunk beds in the room. Two boys of about ten years old are sitting on the two upper bunks and reading books. There is also a boy of seven or eight years old at the desk, meeting a woman.
After entering the door, the three boys looked over and smiled together.
"Aunt Ping, come and take a look at my homework," the little boy pulled Aunt Ping to the desk, pointed at a piece of white paper lying flat on the table, and said, "I did a great job!"
Qin Yin and Wen Ling looked at the paper and saw a lot of incomprehensible words written on it. A boy of seven or eight years old shyly scratched his head next to him and said, "Xiao Wen, look
We were all doing homework, and he insisted on doing homework and asked me to teach him, but he couldn’t do it..."
"I think Xiaowen is very well written," Aunt Ping smiled and narrowed her eyes. She reached out and touched the heads of the two boys. "No matter how well you teach Dongdong, they will definitely become powerful people in the future."
Dongdong's little face turned red with laughter, while Xiaowen clapped his hands and shouted, "Awesome person! Xiaowen will be an awesome person from now on!..."
"So cute..." Qin Yin couldn't help but think about Xiaowen's fleshy face, "There are such cute human cubs in this world. If I had known, I would have given birth to one."
Did you know earlier?
Wen Ling turned her head and looked at Qin Yin, wondering if you could give birth now...but of course, I'm afraid you can't do it on your own.
"Wondering, do you believe it or not? If I have a child, it will definitely be super cute," Qin Yin was already dreaming with her arms crossed, "It must be a well-behaved and sensible child..."
Wen Ling couldn't help but imagine in her mind, what would it be like if Qin Yin and Fool (she didn't know why she thought of Fool first) had a child?
Oh my gosh, if Wen Ling presses his temples, he feels like a very scary guy.
No, this marriage won't work out.
What about the Taoist priest?... Still not working.
Baomu?...This scene is simply unimaginable.
Luo Jiutian?...Maybe a little better, but overall it's still scary.
Wen Ling looked at Qin Yin with squinted eyes, thinking that the problem lies with you, and it doesn't matter who the child's father is.
"Okay, now that the homework is done, you can play for a while and then take a rest," Aunt Ping said to the four of them, "Are you not going out tonight?"
"I'm not going out!" the four of them said in unison.
"Okay, Auntie will lock the door later," Aunt Ping said and walked out of the room, "It's not very safe recently, you must..."
"Go together, come back together -" the four of them already knew what Aunt Ping was going to say, and shouted mischievously, "Don't go out after dark, and don't go to other places!"
"Okay," Aunt Ping nodded with satisfaction, "Auntie is leaving."
"Goodbye, aunt!"
Aunt Ping closed the door of this room and walked to the next one.
The two of them had slipped out long ago and followed Aunt Ping expectantly, waiting to see what kind of cute things lived in this room.
Aunt Ping knocked on the door. It took a minute before the door opened.
Their aunt had a smile on her face. There was a boy with acne on his face standing in the door. The boy was very tall, with a stooped back, a pair of dark eyes that were a little timid, and his voice was small, "Aunt Ping."
, you’re here.”
"Well," Aunt Ping glanced into the room, "Is Dai Viet here too?"
This room is smaller than the one just now, with two single beds in it.
"I'm here, Auntie!" A voice came out, "I'm...I'm doing my homework."
Qin Yin turned sideways and saw another boy sitting in front of the desk with a book in his hand. The boy turned his head and grinned at Aunt Ping, his smile full of guilt.
Aunt Ping could tell at a glance what this kid was up to, but she didn't expose it. She just smiled and nodded, "That's fine."
"Doing homework? You can't do it," Qin Yin's complaint was just like Aunt Ping's voice, "I bet what's hidden under the book in his hand is either a novel or a comic."
"Study for a while and then take a rest. Don't be too late," Aunt Ping's tone was still so gentle, "You have nothing to do tonight, right?"
"No."
"Then I will lock the door later," Aunt Ping said and closed the door to the room. "Be sure to pay attention to safety recently."
"Well, goodbye Aunt Ping."
After closing the second room, Aunt Ping continued to move forward.
She knocked on the door.
Almost instantly, the door opened.
"Aunt Ping."
Qin Yin and Wen Ling's eyes lit up.
The person standing in the door is none other than a fool.